About Me

Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Scribbles and Scrambles - Going, Going, Gone...

Is it dead?

chiv·al·ry (sh v l-r )n. pl. chiv·al·ries1. The medieval system, principles, and customs of knighthood.2.a. The qualities idealized by knighthood, such as bravery, courtesy, honor, and gallantry toward women.b. A manifestation of any of these qualities.3. A group of knights or gallant gentlemen.http://www.thefreedictionary.com/chivalry

A few recent incidents have morphed into a monster sized question.

I’ve mentioned the whole cell phone in the public restroom thing before. Ewww.

Apparently, cell phone etiquette is not being taught. I suppose text-messaging “socially acceptable cell phone usage” tips is out of the question. Verizon, Qwest, Sprint – feel free to use my idea.

My co-worker shared her frustration over standing in line at a department store counter as a woman tried to return an item while multi-tasking by talking on her cell phone. The cashier had to interrupt her conversation four times before the woman exploded, hung-up, dealt with the transaction and stormed from the store.

Hmmm. The weighty word “hello” comes to mind.

I hate to judge, but I often overhear cell phone conversations. Generally they resemble something like this.

“Hey.”

“Yeah, I’m bored.”

“Did you see American Idol?”

“*#%*$! Me too. I can’t believe it.”

Now that we have the Bluetooth technology with ear pieces, communication has hit a new level.

Have you carried on a conversation with someone who is talking to the voice in his or her head yet? That’s fun. Something to look forward to.

This morning I practiced a bit of reverse chivalry – it was either that or becoming one with the carpet. Three healthy, seemingly in their right mind and moderately intelligent young men filled a hallway as they walked toward me. Kind of like a football offensive line. I ducked into a doorway. Maybe they were practicing for the annual running of the bulls’ festival. Or I might have donned my invisibility cloak instead of my jacket this morning. I was a little fuzzy when I left the house.

3 comments:

Ah, yes. It's scary out there. Here in our little home school, we're reading a book about manners. If my girls actually apply what they learn, they'll be like freaks of nature out in the world! Take care, k.